Pretty little girl on the side of the roadYellow hair in a yellow bowLittle thumb sticking in the exit laneTwo packs of smokes and a candy caneWith women hips and baby lipsA Hallelujah book in the back of a pillow-slip.If she gets out of here too soonShe'll run fast by the shy of the moon.

If she's been havin' the same old dreams,Of lullabies and pale blue skiesFallen asleep beneath the stars,Orion aims and shoots his arrows oh so farAims 'em hard,He shoots the moon and takes her as his own reward.If she's gonna see those stars too soonShe'll run fast by the shy of the moon.

If she found out so long agoThat she wants more than all she knowsThe river ends right as she goes,Water breaks and she's gone down in the undertow,She's below,But I'll stand tall and hold up high my mistletoe.She's gonna shine just like brand new,She'll take my hand and we'll run by the shy of the moon.